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yesterday. The little fish, which have been so popular as household pets - Guppys - are not so called because they are silly little fish, but because their discoverer was a man with the unprosaic name of Guppy. His son - whom I believe is in the British Museum - is a painter of fish and has painted a number of tropical fish for the Institute Museum.
This afternoon was spent reading. It wasn't such a pleasant afternoon anyway. Dick didnt come home for tea and I was hopefully afraid he wouldn't have time to get ready to go to Tobago. However, he arrived a little before five and went right down & made reservations for going. After having him around so much of the day, I get a little lonesome the first day he is out for the whole day. If this hadn't been the last chance for his going I would have tried to pursuade him to stay home.
There wasn't much revelry here considering it was New Year's eve - or old year's night as they seem to call it here - but at 5 this morning a caliope went thru' the streets playing a tune

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which sounded like a simplified version of "Las Mananitas". I had a rather restless night but that was to be expected with Dick away.

1936
[[double underlined]] Wednesday, January 1 [[/underlined]]
I began the day right. It was a nice bright sunny day, so I woke up feeling on top of the world.
After breakfast I decided to go to the Botanical Gardens. At 9 I left the house, took the St Claire car, and in a short time arrived at the gardens. On the way, I passed the race track where they were making ready for the races this afternoon. There were a great many stalls up, and many articles strewn on the ground. Practically all of the business was being carried on by the East Indians. The women were dressed in bright holiday attire, and they were loaded with bracelets and other jewelry.
Before I got to the Gardens I had